Monday, June 16, 2008

Deep Thoughts

Blog 7:
Thinking something, but scared to ask the question because you think you'll feel stupid? Don't worry; you're not the only one. Share!

Example: "Has anyone ever fallen out of these buses?"

2 comments:

Jennifer said...

"Deep Thoughts". Haha- I believe that would all be a matter of perception- and of course sometimes thoughts can appear deep and when you actually write them out or mention them to other people, they just seem ridiculous or a little off. So in writing this, I acknowledge that.
Thought #1: Saturday afternoon after returning from Gurabo, I went with a group of people to la zona colonial to get souvenirs and in my case observe the passings of people, make comments about tourists, and try to figure out who of my family and friends I should get presents for. So of course I entered into the mercado modelo and bought several gifts. This was after visiting the Free Trade Zone the day before and feeling the guilt that with some of the gifts, I had no idea who made what I bought, and if I was harming anyone in my purchases. Realizing that I was going against the feelings I had felt in the Free Trade Zone and fighting my human emotion to please other people in my life forced me into thinking about how I will alleviate this problem in the future, so I came up with a solution. From now on, when I go anywhere, if I don't know where my presents are coming from or if I don't feel comfortable about where they are coming from then I will ensure that I take home a story or a picture for each of my family members and frienads. A story/ picture that is taken particularly for that individual. I doing so, it not only shows that I am thinking about them but allowing them to share in the experience with me.
Thought #2: Music transcends boundaries. Over the past couple of weeks I have realized this obvious fact. Words, melodies, rythms, whether the language is understood or not draw out emotion, movement, smiles, tears. It is a powerful tool. It can deliver political messages, bridge language barriers, and act as a tool of intercultural strengthening. When I think of previous experiences with music, I notice time and time again how essential music is. Growing up with a Cowboy singer for my father, I was raised singing the Cattle Call on Cattle Drives, non-stop folk music on road trips, and frankly some of the best experiences of my live have involved a guitar and sitting in a circle with a bunch of people outside just belting my heart out. I feel my soul being energized and soaking up life. Going to la Cambita today and singing Rich Man's House and listening to the young girls and elders singing song after song as we clapped a long with the beat was wonderful. It connected me to the people, to Lucrezia, Christiani, Jessica, Julio, and all the others. Songs can draw people together, because everyone can add something, whether it be claps, words, a simple beat on a bench, or simply an ear to listen.

Billie Dawn said...

Along with deep thoughts like those Jennifer showed, there are some deep thoughts that you don't want to share when you think them, because the answer is already apparent, or the question is just silly. I had one, suprise suprise:

If all of the mass murderers in the world had dinner together, do you think they would look around and think that one another was crazy, or do you think that they would admire eachother's tactics?